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Charity kisses Vince, and then nods "It's true. He's on the throne right now!"

"On the Throne?" Vince strokes his chin, and then sits up, silk sheet falling away to bare his bear chest. "Then I must attend to him, post haste. A cat can look at a king, can it not? Surely then the King of Cats may look upon a lordling with ease."

"Well, Lord or lordling Hume is what they're calling him. Mostly he just taps on on his computer pad thing but then he gets work and ..well, he's new to it' She nods "Good luck if you're going in their Vince"

He rises and steps towards the door, wearing nothing but his mane and a smile...

"Ahem.. they probably expect clothes.." Charity observes and fights a giggle

He pouts, and swishes his tail. "Alas, as always you are correct. I would not wish to intimidate the royalty with ALL of my majestic nature. Thus, he dresses before heading towards the Throne.

Dressed in Leonine finery, Vince comes to the Court room, and there is a very young wilder who, for all his sidhe glory, looks a bit.. no a LOT nervous.

He sits in the throne in a slight slump looking over paperwork, and seems to be taking pictures of it with his computer pad, as if that will make it sensible

A deep bow to the boy on the throne. "Baroness Coradel, you are looking exceedingly well today?"

"Ah... oh " he sits up right "I'm Lord Hume. I'll be your acting Regent today"

There's a clicking sound as he straightens

Delores nearby, makes a hand gesture to Hume as if to encourage him to try that again

"Lord Hume, Lord Hume... the name is melodic yet doesn't ring a bell..."

"I mean, I AM Regent today" he says more firmly

"How couldst thou call court in my absence?" He says, his tone injured. "Dost thou not know the cardinal rule of a Fiona court, that there must always be a Lion present in order for court to be in session?"

"I.." he looks a bit helpless, and glances to Innish "Uhm Herald? What's his position?"

"Oh, I have so many."

"This is Vince" The Herald says "I'd announce him by title but he doesn't quite have one.. " Innish sighs at mention of position, "he's a friend and advisor to their lieges. And.. uhm if he's not insulted by the comment, something of a mascot"

"This.. this hold has a mascot? WHat.. does it play sportsball too?" Hume mutters

His tail swishes, and he tilts his head to one side, pondering. "Dearest Innish, in light of our long years of cooperation, I shall deign to accept thy title with grace and aplomb." Moving forward, he sits on the arm of the throne and tosses an arm over Hume's shoulders. "So, let's get down to business, those huns are not going to beat themselves. What's on the docket for the day?"

"Most of the commoners who had a court meeting have been post poned by the Steward" Hume says , then he glances over at a corner where Nelson sits "And that eiluned may have adbucted the Baron and Baroness. He was in a dungeon and I don't know much what to do with him but he got mouthy so the Steward suggested I give him a time out. I think the next on the list is a guy who wouldn't decline to be moved.. a.." He looks at his list "Crud, it's a redcap"

"Let the royal hand fall softly upon the lad. Our Lioness has a soft spot for the Moon and Stars, and I do so love her soft spots."

Hume blinks "Soft.. oh.." And the teen blushes

Innish says "Snortbellow Woebringer wishes to petition for the return of his Hawg"

Vince looks up at the new entrant, his easy smile and casual demeanor unchanged. "What a delightfully evocative name."

"Yeah, that's me. When do I get my Hawg back?" The redcap is 6 foot even built like a keg with arms and legs of muscle attached

"You.. have a pig in our keeping?" Hume says

"No, my bike..." The redcap says "Your thanes took it from me. I want it back!"

Hume gulps

"Pray, why woulst a Lioness who has a mighty maned legend as her mount care for a piggish contrivance of soot and gasoline?" Vince asked, then purrs to Hume, "I speak of Samson, of course."

"uh.. why did the thanes take it?" Hume says after the Lion pooka brings up what he thinks is a point

"I was just tooling around..." He snorts

"As Tools do, yes." Vince says, encouraging.

Delores says "He was tearing up the garden.. Horace is repairing the damage."

"Wait, you drove your bike through the gardens, damaged them, and they took your bike away.. and you want it back?" Hume says making sure he got this right.

"Was the damage to the dear daffodils and dandylions, mine own kin, mind you, equal to the cost to replace the boar that so rudely rutted them up?"

"Yeah, and I want it NOW. I got things to do"

His eyes flash menacingy

Hume gulps "Sounds good to me.. let's get this gent his hawg back shall we?"

A small frown, thoughfully, and murmurs to Hume. "Truly, yes, the hog is his to be returned, but also, recompense must be made to restore that which was rutted. Shall he take a turn as a gardener? Or perhaps, as a Garden Gnome to scare away other potential miscreants? Fair is Square, after all."

Hume whispers to the Pooka "I don't want this guy around -he's scary"

"Scary? Oh! That is a dilly of a pickle. Where could someone who is such a fright be of use? Perhaps a duty that would appeal to one such?"

"A duty? you want me to TELL him he has to do something?" Alarm

A smile to Hume and he gives a reassuring shoulder pat. "Isn't that what regents DO? If you do not want him here, and yet do not want him to take sport on his own volition, give him a task that would suit his temperament whilst also serving the needs of the hold." He ponders a moment. "I wonder if he plays cards? He could be asked to help entertain any currently in the healer's care."

"I don't think he would set patients at ease and I..."

"HEY, are we taking all day?" Snortbellow says

"Perhaps to tend to the childlings? Story telling and tuck-ins?"

Hume seems to forget to be scared and for a moment, just a moment, he flares "Dude, you tore up a garden with your 'hawg' and it's costing US to repair the damage....now back off before I order the thanes to give me your mortal id and make a meme out of you about the big bad flower killer! On Dreamnet, and yes there are redcaps online, you'll be Snortpetal Woeflower faster than you can say that file cannot be found. That IS what you were doing, esssentially? Playing in the flowers? No shame in it.. unless you happen to be a redcap full of his own shit!"

Blink blink, and a wide grin slowly forms. "The cub has fangs!"

Snortbellow blinks and backs up "Ah.. no need to cancel a guy"